Reborn as the Enemy Prince - Chapter 142

Chapter 25. Where to be (1)

Long white fingers gathered neatly.

I don’t know if it was because the sword he held in that hand was more special than any other famous sword in the world, or if the Sispanian blessing affected such areas, but there were not even scars or calluses on the white hands that had not yet fully grown.

The hand, which seemed not to have touched the muddy water, let alone the thick blood, rose quietly. Red eyes, which he himself considered blood-red but others said were the color of rubies, were hidden under his hands. Calian raised his hand and covered his face for a moment.

I was holding back laughter.

Her thin shoulders shook for a moment and then moved so loudly that it seemed like she was sobbing. After that, uncontrollable laughter escaped.

And in the end, laughter broke out.

When I went to Alan’s house, I burst out laughing when I saw a stone statue in the shape of a wriggling flower singing. It’s the same this time too.

“Ah, wizards.”

Really.

What are wizards?

After saying this, Kalian looked again at what was in his hand.

[Why did we destroy the store?]

[Recalling a time when my reason was extremely emotional.]

[A question that comes to mind. Why are we okay?]

Holding a piece of paper with this title written on it, something in the form of a report to be exact, Calian couldn’t even straighten his back and was laughing as if he was out of breath.

“I guess it’s all gone.”

And then he barely opened his mouth and said this.

So, what Calian was holding in his hand was, to be precise, a reflection on the history of the wizards.

It is said that a fight broke out between a group of Balkan wizards who had gone out for drinks the day before. It became a war of words, and the wise-guy wizards won. The group was outraged by that and brought their friends. As a result, the place of peaceful dialogue turned into chaos.

It’s okay up to that point.

The problem happened next.

Hit someone with magic.

It didn’t just hit people, it also hit stores.

When I asked him why he opened the store, he said he couldn’t remember.

“Why did you stop drinking? I’m already sick.”

ah.

Don’t even turn around and drink it already.

“There was no one who was so turned around that he turned around and drank it.”

Calian, who was muttering something that Yan couldn’t understand, looked at the inspector again.

I should have looked into it from the beginning when the title of the police book was something like this.

Of course, I know that I didn’t write it that way with the intention of looking down on Kalian or making fun of him. So I laughed.

A report written by someone titled [Focused Investigation: Correlation between Alcohol and Violence] was at the top. It wasn’t because he was in charge of this matter or because he was the highest ranking person among them, but because it was the most ‘serious-looking’ title, he put it at the top.

They know it too.

What a funny group of people wizards are.

Until now, Calian had only received the wizards’ reports from Alan and Euria. So this is my first time seeing how real wizards write reports. And what was written in it was more than the title.

“What the prince said…”

As harsh words poured out of the flower-like prince’s mouth, Yan, who was standing next to him, stopped to give him a moment’s attention. There was definitely a smile, smiling eyes, and a smiling mouth, but the atmosphere was different.

I was angry.

A lot of that too.

Calian, who felt that Yan was watching him, just turned his gaze away, keeping his head turned towards the police inspector. Then, he relaxed his expression and spoke to Yan, who was frozen.

“Don’t pay attention. You don’t have to.”

Yan nodded with a slight smile. Still, I didn’t say ‘Speak more politely’ again.

Calian let out a short sigh and spoke again.

“They said no one else was hurt?”

The people I’m talking about here don’t mean the ones who fought. The wizards, who were not even a single hair injured, were holding their breath in Wilhelm’s coffin.

“The store was a little damaged and some people were injured, but no one was seriously injured or dead.”

“It’s a good thing. What did Lord Hertz do without stopping you? I don’t think he would have come out and fought with you.”

There was no story related to Arsene in the historical records, and I believed that if Arsene had been present, this would not have happened.

“They say he went home before the fight started.”

Arsene was a wizard who liked alcohol and had a weakness for alcohol.

But why did I go out for a drink? Why does a guy who can’t even drink drink so much that he gets into trouble first?

If he said these words out loud, he would sound worried about what the baby elephant would do, so Calian muttered quietly to himself.

Calian, who had skimmed through at least one of the records, nodded and said.

“First, give me compensation and then call Lord Hertz.”

The wizards who were captured by the security forces said that this matter had nothing to do with Balkan or the royal palace. Either way, the security forces immediately informed the royal palace about this.

That day, Alan had been with Calian since early morning. So Kalyan heard the report that was delivered in a hurry. As soon as he heard the story, Alan asked Calian’s opinion on what to do next.

I was asking for Calian’s opinion, not Lemain’s.

Anyway, they said that the accident was caused by ‘individuals, not Balkans’.

So Calian said he would think about it for a while and sent Alan away first. Since the wizards had dug their own graves, there was no reason to just stand by and watch.

“Yes, Prince. I understand.”

“No. Wait a minute.”

Calian, who had changed his mind, smiled brightly.

At the same time, Plantz, who was sitting across from him and quietly moving his fork, paused for a moment. Lying on his lap was ‘I am Prince Calian’s cat who prefers Prince Planz.’ The cat raised its fur and made a low threatening noise.

This is because both of them felt a slight lack of life that was not suitable for a meal. Calian continued speaking to the baby elephant, which was staring at him with wide eyes without knowing anything.

“Just say I’m coming.”

First mistake.

Since what happened, I was planning to make sure that this mistake never happens again.

If only they knew what mistake they made.

* * *

Alan took a bite of the cookie left by Chamberlain Raoul and smiled with satisfaction.

“Did Eline send you?”

Thanks to the preservation magic, it was a cookie with a light and soft taste that retained the unique texture of coconut. The cookie, made by the chef in charge of the meals for Eline, King of Riverne, was Alan’s favorite meal while staying in Riverne.

Lemain, who was frowning about what happened in Balkan, looked at Alan like that and was about to say something, but just closed his mouth. He recalled that Alan did not care much about what was going on in the palace as long as it was not related to Calian.

And I knew that there was always a part of me that believed in Alan acting so carefree. Therefore, Lemain nodded and answered.

“That’s right.”

While Chase gave LeMaine tangerines for Callian, Eline sent LeMaine cookies for Alan.

Alan laughed for a moment, feeling both amused and apologetic that Lemain did not notice that.

“It’s not that big of a deal. Don’t worry about it.”

“The royal palace’s elite troops were drinking and misbehaving outside the palace. How could we not be concerned about that?”

“The two princes will work it out without it being such a big deal, so it’ll be okay.”

“Are you saying that such a matter was left to the princes?”

Alan nodded and put the remaining half of the cookie in his mouth after taking a bite a moment ago. LeMaine saw that and opened his mouth.

“Isn’t there a bit of a difference between training the military and cleaning up after their accidents?”

“It will be difficult. You will do it better than anyone else. Isn’t that what the princes have done so far?”

Alan, who responded like this while putting a cookie in his mouth, swallowed it all and then gave a leisurely answer.

Lemain’s face stiffened slightly. I thought I knew what was going to happen. So, even though I tried to understand what I said up to that point, Alan’s mouth wouldn’t close.

“I am taking responsibility for what Your Highness did.”

okay.

It’s all my fault.

LeMaine let out a long breath as if he had given up after hearing another story about a Balkan wizard who got into a fight after drinking.

* * *

Plantz looked at Calian for a moment.

Rather than saying it was a late morning, we had just started eating closer to lunch.

Calian, who was cutting ham, opened his mouth quietly.

“… I’m not that violent. I wouldn’t directly raise a sword or take out a club at the Balkan wizards, so don’t look at me like that.”

Plantz let out a short laugh.

Plantz knows that Kalian can’t lie. So what Calian said must have been sincere.

Plantz, who was thinking about the things done by a guy who thought he was not violent, just nodded his head. I was thinking about just ignoring it or something.

“Let’s go together. I want to see Lord Hertz too. I was supposed to see him yesterday, but I couldn’t see him, so why not just go and see him together?”

“okay.”

Plantz, who said he would accompany us but had no intention of getting involved in this matter, gave this answer. Anyway, didn’t I just say to Arsene, ‘I’ll go personally with my brother.’

Kalian asked Planz, who was swallowing a bite of a baked flat bread topped with white cheese.

“How would you like me to handle it?”

“do it yourself.”

Plantz lowered his gaze as if he was not interested and answered:

“You seem interested.”

How will Calian punish the wizards of Balkan?

There’s no way I’m not interested. I couldn’t do that.

Isn’t this something that Plantz, who had nothing, was growing for the first time? Although he considers it to be a ‘loaned item’ that cannot be said to be entirely Plantz’s, Plantz clearly had an interest in the Balkans.

So, he must have seemed worried about his short life.

I was afraid that Calian might be very angry with the wizards.

“I’m not angry because the wizards got into trouble after drinking.”

“know.”

“Do you know why I’m angry?”

Calian grinned and looked at Plantz.

If he said he knew, wouldn’t Kalian have been thinking that he would have understood it properly so far? But suddenly, I was holding it up like this to check.

Plantz said, frowning.

“It’s not like my brother doesn’t believe me.”

“Yes. No.”

“Then why is your attitude suddenly changing?”

“Attitudes have changed.”

“You didn’t check. Originally.”

Calian answered in a light voice that made the bookshelf flutter.

“Did I do that?”

That’s why Plantz is upset.

I think I also know why Calian suddenly changed his attitude.

Kalian took a sip of the red tomato juice next to him. He then spoke to Plantz, who was still looking at him with the same expression on his face.

“Brother, if you’re half as smart as that, you won’t be dead for long.”

“… Barking every day has become a chore.”

If things were as usual, Calian would have just laughed off Planz’s words like this. But not this time.

“I will teach you. Everything.”

Sharp red eyes looked directly at Plantz.

“So, don’t say you’ll just live with your mouth, don’t show consideration in secret, don’t plan on backing off after helping in moderation, and don’t intentionally pretend you’re not interested.” Plantz’s eyes were calm

. I sank in.

“I’m telling you, don’t even think about living like you’re dead, just being my shadow for the rest of your life.”

I’ll teach you everything
so you can live properly .